Bearclaw Valley New faces you have to meet.

Artok stared at them all, but his gaze was drawn mostly to the little female Desna was her name. She seemed so delicate and fragile, he wanted to protect her, a lot. He already knew he'd rip into anyone that so much as looked at her crooked. She was a little Miss. Scarlett and for that reason alone he would protect her. He lay down his head on his paws and stared as they moved about, breathing. He had thought perhaps he would be jealous, but he found he wasn't. He was a little indifferent he supposed, but that was him. He was always like that, but he did think they were maybe just a little bit cute.

Their cute. That was all he said, but he stayed put in quiet study of the babes in front of him.